The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Junior brother, this is bad, Junior brother. My father has found out about the Panjin lock, and you didn't tell me what you did with it. What can I say? My father will punish me. This is terrible!"

The loud voice penetrated the barrier, and the sunlight from outside poured into the cave, dispersing most of the crimson atmosphere in the dark room.

"Little Master..."

Fang Sizhe rushed in noisily, his mind full of searching for his junior fellow apprentice. When he turned around, he suddenly saw an incredible scene that stunned him for a long time.

Then his whole body jolted and he ran out of the cave as if escaping, muttering to himself.

"…Don't look at anything indecent! Don't listen to anything indecent!"

Halfway out of Yi Ming's cave, Fang Sizhe suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Why did someone else appear in his junior brother's cave... No, that aura, that's not a human!

With a tense heart, Fang Sizhe ran back, shouting for help as he ran:

"Oh no! Dad! Mom! That big ghost has appeared on our mountain! He wants to take Yang to replenish Yin and kill my junior brother!"

"Help! Dad and Mom! Master uncles and aunts! Come quickly!"

A loud voice startled the birds on the entire mountain and caused them to leave their nests. Flocks of birds flew out from the woods with a "clatter". People from the Minghua Sect who came upon hearing the news instantly filled Yi Ming's not very spacious cave.

The atmosphere in the cave was a bit weird.

Yi Ming, who had tidied his clothes, was reprimanded and knelt beside Zhang Tianshi, facing the stone bench and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

After coming back, he was busy returning the Panjin Lock and forgot to reinforce the cave's barrier. After hearing his senior brother's trumpet-like voice howling, most of the elders in the sect gathered.

Beside the stone table, You Mu brushed his sleeves and drank tea quietly. Across from him, Master Yi Ming and several elders smiled. Fang Sizhe, who had informed the others, huddled in a corner of the cave, fearing that he would be affected, and silently prayed for his junior fellow apprentice.

His original intention was to rescue his junior fellow apprentice, but he ended up making things worse... What a sin...

"Traitor, why don't you apologize to the Lord now!"

Master Fang slapped Yi Ming on the back of the head, pressing his little disciple's head towards You Mu.

"My disciple's words and actions were rude and rash, and he made the wrong decision at the moment. It was all my fault for not teaching him well. I hope you can forgive him and let him go this time." As an elder, Master Fang Tianshi had to take responsibility for the trouble caused by his disciple and apologize for the sake of his disciple's life, no matter how angry he was.

As early as when Yi Ming came down the mountain, Master Fang had repeatedly told him to avoid the big ghost that had escaped from the pagoda. The other party had withstood the tempering of the Soul-Calming Pagoda and exhausted the suppression of the golden bell in the Xiaguang Pagoda. His strength had long surpassed that of a ghost king, and he was not someone that these worldly masters could easily provoke.

Unexpectedly, the unlucky kid Yi Ming kept the secret and did not report it. Now he has stolen their sect's most precious treasure and secretly locked the big ghost in the mountain of Minghua Sect.

If they really make the other party angry, then they will no longer be able to maintain the Minghua sect!

"Yes, the child is still young. Adults, please don't take him seriously. I will teach him a lesson with his master later!" The beautiful woman in a smoky purple robe and a vine hairpin on her head glared at Yi Ming who was kneeling below, and then smiled at You Mushu.

"This is a small token of appreciation from the Minghua sect. It's not much, please accept it." She handed over a bulging bag of apology with her side hand, hoping that You Mu would accept it and not bother with Yi Ming anymore.

"Sir, the Minghua sect has always been clear about gratitude and resentment. This has been the case since the sect was founded a hundred years ago. You know this. Xiao Ming is not a bad person by nature. He was just blinded by some biased knowledge and information, so he took the initiative to make you unhappy. We will punish him severely!"

Several elders were Yi Ming's uncles and aunts. They had watched Yi Ming grow up and could not escape the nature of protecting his people. They followed Madam Zi Yi to persuade them to reconcile.

They thought that the last time Yi Ming went down the mountain, he accidentally entered the ghost realm where the big ghost was seeking revenge and killing people. The child saw something bloody and felt the urge to slay demons and monsters, so he captured the big ghost like a newborn calf.

But their Minghua sect doesn't have that kind of ability, so why should they make enemies with them!

"I'm sorry to have troubled you. It's the Minghua Sect's fault. I will send you down the mountain right away." Master Fang Tian saw that the big ghost looked normal and not angry. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the matter could still be discussed.

"No! Master, Amu and I are in love with each other. Amu can't leave because we still have to get married!" When Yi Ming heard that the master wanted to ask You Mu to leave, he refused to do so. He had been kneeling upright and obediently.

As soon as these words were spoken, the conversation between the master's wife and several elders who were originally being polite to You Muxin paused, and the atmosphere once again fell into a strange awkwardness.

"Ah?" The cucumber in his hand fell, and Fang Sizhe, who was squatting in the corner eating the cucumber, also dropped his cucumber.

The breath that had just relaxed was raised again. Master Fang Tian was stunned for a moment before he realized what he heard.

"When did I ever promise you that I would get married?" You Mu turned his head, saw his robe being grabbed, and chuckled.

Yi Ming glanced at the elders present, and with even greater courage, he threw out another thunderbolt: "Amu... you can't be irresponsible."

Yi Ming's thoughts were almost visible in his eyes. When their eyes met, You Mu looked at him and raised his eyebrows. Yi Ming, who was still kneeling on one side, responded by blinking.

Since the elders are all here, just say it clearly.

"Xiao Ming... the sweetheart you talked about with Master's wife before... could it be?" In the cave where one could hear a pin drop, the purple-clothed woman asked intermittently in disbelief.

"So, little junior brother, you volunteered just now... I wouldn't have disturbed you if I had known." This was Fang Sizhe's sigh and murmur as he suddenly realized something.

Fang Sizhe's exclamation instantly drew the attention of everyone around him back to certain places.

Sizhe was always exaggerating, so the words of "taking yang to replenish yin" from the other party could not be trusted. But when they heard the news and rushed over, the hope of their entire sect, the gifted young disciple, was hurriedly adjusting his belt...

They were so busy caring about the safety of their little disciples that they... seemed to have overlooked something very important.

For a moment, the faces of several elders focused on You Mu and Yi Ming, and a crack appeared on their normal faces.

Master Fang Tian looked at the silent interaction between his young disciple and the big ghost, his eyes flashed, he turned his gaze to the side, looked at his wife, reached out and picked up Yi Ming, and walked out of the cave.

"Excuse me for a moment." The woman smiled, apologized to You Mu, left temporarily, and walked out of the cave.

You Mu sat upright and sipped tea, allowing the three elders opposite him to give him scrutinizing and complicated looks, remaining calm and composed.

About an incense stick of time later, the woman and Master Fang came back again.

"Hey, Dad, where is my junior brother?" Fang Sizhe, who was squatting in the corner, didn't see Yi Ming and looked outside.

"Master, how many times have I told you that you should call me Master like your junior fellow apprentice! Also, your junior fellow apprentice has his own place to go."

"As for you, Fang Sizhe, you have mastered the spell by heart! And you still have the nerve to stand here? Get back here!"

Master Fang Tian looked at him coldly. The pressure from being both a master and a father made Fang Sizhe tremble.

"...Oh." Seeing that the fun had spread to himself, Fang Sizhe lowered his head, slowly moved his steps, and followed Master Fang Tianshi away.

"The soles of your shoes are sticking to the ground? Walk faster!" Master Fang Tianshi was disgusted with his own son in every way.

“…I’m right here.” Fang Sizhe responded by quickening his pace.

The woman who stayed behind glanced at the elders, and they understood and found excuses to leave together.

"Sir, it's dark here, why don't we go sit somewhere else... Yi Ming lost his parents when he was young, and his master and I raised him as our own child. As your master's wife, I also want to... talk to you about Yi Ming."

The woman spoke carefully without beating around the bush, and the conversation ultimately turned to Yi Ming.

"I heard that the willow leaf snow bud tea carefully cultivated on Xiaochong Mountain has a sweet taste. I wonder if Madam Song would like to give it to me for tasting?"

"Of course, this tea is for the distinguished guest. There is no such thing as giving it up. Please enjoy."

After all, Mrs. Song was concerned about Youmu Dagui's strength, so she was a little reserved when asking. After getting the answer, she relaxed her brows and raised her hand to lead the way.

Xiaochongshan is the main peak of Minghua Sect, where she and Master Yiming live. Just now, her husband brought the child Yiming back to the Discipline Hall of Xiaochongshan.

The other party specifically asked to come here, so he must be concerned about the child.

Thoughts returned, and Mrs. Song took You Mu to the octagonal pavilion, where they drank tea and enjoyed the view. This place was along the lake, remote and quiet, and a good place for conversation.